Alexandra wrote:Yeah. I would not send a vegetarian to eat in Primanti's. It sounds like you went up to Mt. Washington. There are beautiful views there. And of course your salad had fries in it. I'm betting it was a steak salad. In Pittsburgh all steak salads (and a bunch of other types of salad) come with fries in them. (Mr. A almost had a cow the first time he was served one of those.)

This one is chicken, but you get the idea. "Pittsburgh-style food'

The game should be fun in a suite! The Pirates are good this year!

Yes - I think you are right with Mt Washington. Great views for sure! And I believe it WAS a steak salad...I was sort of confused when it arrived until one of our Pittsburgh hosts filled me in on what the heck was going on with it!

We are staying somewhere downtown but can't put my finger on the name of our hotel. I think weather is supposed to be good while I'm there. Yay!

Alexandra wrote:I just googled the exact address of my favorite italian restaurant in Pittsburgh so I could recommend it to Gia, only to find out that they closed down this past February. I hadn't been there in a few years, but they'd been in the same location for over 63 years and had the best fried zucchini appetizer that I've ever eaten. Now I am sad.

Boo!!! I have dinner plans on Tues and Wed but not Monday. Guessing I will just collapse in my room and order room service. I am trying to avoid hanging out with the hag I am traveling with, and this is the best way I know to do that.

So I had a dream about a zombie apocalypse. It was all very The Walking Dead in that we were a rag tag group of survivors trying to get out of a zombie filled city. I actually think we were trying to get out of a zombie filled carnival- to make this a nightmare scenario. I remember at one point, we were holed up in an old house and Sally Field was tired of running (I guess we'd been in this Carnival of Mayhem for a while now) and bewitched the zombies to be able to talk and control their movements. She made them say that they WERE zombies but had been cured and oh thank God we took them in. But they weren't, they were totally Inferi (Gia, you would know what that is if you read HP) and as soon as Sally stopped controlling them, they went back to being zombies which was AWFUL because if they even scratched you a little, you got the virus and it was over. Large gap in memory but same dream, I was holed up with none other than Jericho Barrons and my personality turned very Mac-like. He was trying to help me get out of SF to the South Bay but all the interstates were rushing rivers (more like GIANT waterslides). Against his advice, I left the Art showing (life must go on after a zombie apocalypse I suppose) in a canoe and was going to brave the rivers. I was wearing a GIANT head to tow spandex onesie (sexy) and then I stuffed it to give me fake man muscles so I'd look like a guy and be less likely to get stopped/harassed/raped. I even shoved a cucumber in my onesie because I wanted to make potential rapist insecure, I guess. Who the hell knows. Needless to say Barons found me and laughed at me because I looked like a fucking idiot. End of dream.

I'd much rather be caught in just about any other embarrassing scenario than in a spandex onesie packing a cucumber by a gorgeous man. Agree/disagree?

Alexandra wrote:I just googled the exact address of my favorite italian restaurant in Pittsburgh so I could recommend it to Gia, only to find out that they closed down this past February. I hadn't been there in a few years, but they'd been in the same location for over 63 years and had the best fried zucchini appetizer that I've ever eaten. Now I am sad.

Boo!!! I have dinner plans on Tues and Wed but not Monday. Guessing I will just collapse in my room and order room service. I am trying to avoid hanging out with the hag I am traveling with, and this is the best way I know to do that.

Kay Kay wrote:So I had a dream about a zombie apocalypse. It was all very The Walking Dead in that we were a rag tag group of survivors trying to get out of a zombie filled city. I actually think we were trying to get out of a zombie filled carnival- to make this a nightmare scenario. I remember at one point, we were holed up in an old house and Sally Field was tired of running (I guess we'd been in this Carnival of Mayhem for a while now) and bewitched the zombies to be able to talk and control their movements. She made them say that they WERE zombies but had been cured and oh thank God we took them in. But they weren't, they were totally Inferi (Gia, you would know what that is if you read HP) and as soon as Sally stopped controlling them, they went back to being zombies which was AWFUL because if they even scratched you a little, you got the virus and it was over. Large gap in memory but same dream, I was holed up with none other than Jericho Barrons and my personality turned very Mac-like. He was trying to help me get out of SF to the South Bay but all the interstates were rushing rivers (more like GIANT waterslides). Against his advice, I left the Art showing (life must go on after a zombie apocalypse I suppose) in a canoe and was going to brave the rivers. I was wearing a GIANT head to tow spandex onesie (sexy) and then I stuffed it to give me fake man muscles so I'd look like a guy and be less likely to get stopped/harassed/raped. I even shoved a cucumber in my onesie because I wanted to make potential rapist insecure, I guess. Who the hell knows. Needless to say Barons found me and laughed at me because I looked like a fucking idiot. End of dream.

I'd much rather be caught in just about any other embarrassing scenario than in a spandex onesie packing a cucumber by a gorgeous man. Agree/disagree?

Kay Kay wrote:So I had a dream about a zombie apocalypse. It was all very The Walking Dead in that we were a rag tag group of survivors trying to get out of a zombie filled city. I actually think we were trying to get out of a zombie filled carnival- to make this a nightmare scenario. I remember at one point, we were holed up in an old house and Sally Field was tired of running (I guess we'd been in this Carnival of Mayhem for a while now) and bewitched the zombies to be able to talk and control their movements. She made them say that they WERE zombies but had been cured and oh thank God we took them in. But they weren't, they were totally Inferi (Gia, you would know what that is if you read HP) and as soon as Sally stopped controlling them, they went back to being zombies which was AWFUL because if they even scratched you a little, you got the virus and it was over. Large gap in memory but same dream, I was holed up with none other than Jericho Barrons and my personality turned very Mac-like. He was trying to help me get out of SF to the South Bay but all the interstates were rushing rivers (more like GIANT waterslides). Against his advice, I left the Art showing (life must go on after a zombie apocalypse I suppose) in a canoe and was going to brave the rivers. I was wearing a GIANT head to tow spandex onesie (sexy) and then I stuffed it to give me fake man muscles so I'd look like a guy and be less likely to get stopped/harassed/raped. I even shoved a cucumber in my onesie because I wanted to make potential rapist insecure, I guess. Who the hell knows. Needless to say Barons found me and laughed at me because I looked like a fucking idiot. End of dream.

I'd much rather be caught in just about any other embarrassing scenario than in a spandex onesie packing a cucumber by a gorgeous man. Agree/disagree?

Kay Kay wrote:So I had a dream about a zombie apocalypse. It was all very The Walking Dead in that we were a rag tag group of survivors trying to get out of a zombie filled city. I actually think we were trying to get out of a zombie filled carnival- to make this a nightmare scenario. I remember at one point, we were holed up in an old house and Sally Field was tired of running (I guess we'd been in this Carnival of Mayhem for a while now) and bewitched the zombies to be able to talk and control their movements. She made them say that they WERE zombies but had been cured and oh thank God we took them in. But they weren't, they were totally Inferi (Gia, you would know what that is if you read HP) and as soon as Sally stopped controlling them, they went back to being zombies which was AWFUL because if they even scratched you a little, you got the virus and it was over. Large gap in memory but same dream, I was holed up with none other than Jericho Barrons and my personality turned very Mac-like. He was trying to help me get out of SF to the South Bay but all the interstates were rushing rivers (more like GIANT waterslides). Against his advice, I left the Art showing (life must go on after a zombie apocalypse I suppose) in a canoe and was going to brave the rivers. I was wearing a GIANT head to tow spandex onesie (sexy) and then I stuffed it to give me fake man muscles so I'd look like a guy and be less likely to get stopped/harassed/raped. I even shoved a cucumber in my onesie because I wanted to make potential rapist insecure, I guess. Who the hell knows. Needless to say Barons found me and laughed at me because I looked like a fucking idiot. End of dream.

I'd much rather be caught in just about any other embarrassing scenario than in a spandex onesie packing a cucumber by a gorgeous man. Agree/disagree?

Don't mind me! Just trying to be inconspicuous!

ILY

I'm a little disappointed that I didn't get to hang out with you and Barrons, but even dream-me wouldn't wear that spandex onesie thing.

I am trying to get out of the office early today since I am out most of the week next week. At this point, it is looking as though it actually may happen. Woohoo! My boss is working from home and my Office Boyfriend is out in business, so I am here alone and am getting SO MUCH DONE. I assume they are kind are a little like having kids...when they are napping, you are way more productive.

So, I've been bouncing around on Nikki's shots especially in the morning as it seems like her pancreas is finally trying to help us out a bit. Yesterday morning I gave her a reduced dose, so she was in the 200's last night before bed. I gave her a full dose last night but figured she was high enough I wouldn't have to get up during the night to test. Woke up this morning and her blood sugar was 36! If I'd been awake enough I would have fallen over. Normal cats are usually somewhere between 40 and 60.

Needless to say she's getting a reduction in dose. Thankfully she seemed normal and I obviously didn't give her insulin this morning....

Gianna wrote:I am trying to get out of the office early today since I am out most of the week next week. At this point, it is looking as though it actually may happen. Woohoo! My boss is working from home and my Office Boyfriend is out in business, so I am here alone and am getting SO MUCH DONE. I assume they are kind are a little like having kids...when they are napping, you are way more productive.

So, I've been bouncing around on Nikki's shots especially in the morning as it seems like her pancreas is finally trying to help us out a bit. Yesterday morning I gave her a reduced dose, so she was in the 200's last night before bed. I gave her a full dose last night but figured she was high enough I wouldn't have to get up during the night to test. Woke up this morning and her blood sugar was 36! If I'd been awake enough I would have fallen over. Normal cats are usually somewhere between 40 and 60.

Needless to say she's getting a reduction in dose. Thankfully she seemed normal and I obviously didn't give her insulin this morning....

So, I've been bouncing around on Nikki's shots especially in the morning as it seems like her pancreas is finally trying to help us out a bit. Yesterday morning I gave her a reduced dose, so she was in the 200's last night before bed. I gave her a full dose last night but figured she was high enough I wouldn't have to get up during the night to test. Woke up this morning and her blood sugar was 36! If I'd been awake enough I would have fallen over. Normal cats are usually somewhere between 40 and 60.

Needless to say she's getting a reduction in dose. Thankfully she seemed normal and I obviously didn't give her insulin this morning....

That's my exciting life!

Yay! That's great news about Nikki. You are such a good mom. In other news, my cat woke me up this morning at 4AM for no apparent reason. Want a third kitty?

Gianna wrote:I am trying to get out of the office early today since I am out most of the week next week. At this point, it is looking as though it actually may happen. Woohoo! My boss is working from home and my Office Boyfriend is out in business, so I am here alone and am getting SO MUCH DONE. I assume they are kind are a little like having kids...when they are napping, you are way more productive.

Gianna wrote:I am trying to get out of the office early today since I am out most of the week next week. At this point, it is looking as though it actually may happen. Woohoo! My boss is working from home and my Office Boyfriend is out in business, so I am here alone and am getting SO MUCH DONE. I assume they are kind are a little like having kids...when they are napping, you are way more productive.

I think your job needs to open an office in the Bangor, ME area.

Please let me know where to send my resume.

And bring me one of those french fry salads.

I love this idea! Except for the salad...that was kind of icky.

This makes me sad. I can understand that the french fries were unexpected, but . . . . The first time I ordered a steak salad away from Pittsburgh, I felt cheated. Cheated, I tell ya. I want a salad, but I still want some fries, too.

(My mother shares your opinion. She does not want fries and slaw on her sandwiches and she does not want fries in her salads. She's weird. )

Gianna wrote:I love this idea! Except for the salad...that was kind of icky.

This makes me sad. I can understand that the french fries were unexpected, but . . . . The first time I ordered a steak salad away from Pittsburgh, I felt cheated. Cheated, I tell ya. I want a salad, but I still want some fries, too.

(My mother shares your opinion. She does not want fries and slaw on her sandwiches and she does not want fries in her salads. She's weird. )